One of the great things about having little boys is that their hair is so low maintenance. Once you get it cut, basically all you have to do is run a comb through it in the morning (if you remember) and you're done!
If only getting a haircut wasn't such a traumatic experience.
At our house, I cut Honey Daddy's hair and he cuts the boys' hair. Maybe that's because I have to take the role of comforter since Jonah definitely does not like having his hair cut. Maybe I'm a mean mommy, but I think these pictures are kind of funny.
I sing songs, tell stories... you name it. By the time we are mostly finished Jonah has calmed down enough to realize that it really doesn't hurt at all!